I am in the middle of my tenth trial, sent uniquely for me from my loving Father in Heaven. It started Erev Pesach,Riding the Waves,I am in the middle of my tenth trial, sent uniquely for me from my loving Father in Heaven. It started Erev Pesach
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Just recently I counted. Seven Eight Nine… Ten?!
I am in the middle of my tenth trial sent uniquely for me from my loving Father in Heaven. It started Erev Pesach.
The kitchen looked like a space center there were enough lollipops and potato chips to last until Succos and the table was set. My boys were napping blissfully in anticipation of the Seder and I was basking in that Erev Pesach glow. The phone rang — it was Mommy. But as she spoke her words slurred into each other. She was in the hospital she told me. Three thousand miles away.
It wasn’t just a stroke. There were several strokes the result of an underlying liver malignancy and Mom was placed in the ICU.
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